Our Love Among Corona

The Leaving on the Jet Plan

Oohs

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go

I'm standing here outside your door

I hate to wake you up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn

The taxi's waiting, he's blowin' his horn

Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me

Tell me that you'll wait for me

Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane

Don't know when I'll be back again

Oh babe, I hate to go

Oohs

There's so many times I've let you down

So many times I've played around

I tell you now, they don't mean a thing

Every place I go, I'll think of you

Every song I sing, I'll sing for you

When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me

Tell me that you'll wait for me

Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving…

I've repeated these lyrics over and over again from the screen written on our TV. It's not the Karauke version that I'm playing. But my voice is mixed with the voice of the singer who covers this legendary song. An old song that is often sung by many people in the world when farewell arrives. Luky doesn't like me singing this song. However, he did not protest seriously. While I love this song. It has become a habit of mine too when there are farewells not to miss singing it.

However, I realized one thing every time I looked at Luky's face. He's been moping since he came back from Alin's house. He said the closer he got to the breakup, the deeper the sadness he felt. Should I cheer her up and stop singing this favorite song of mine.

"Are you sure we're going to split up?" he repeated the same question. I saw doubt in his eyes.

"We're not separated for long. Only temporarily to be united forever in the bonds of our marriage" I replied.

"Yes, still. Who knows in the middle of a Corona like this. There are many couples who are separated and have not been able to meet".

"We just pray that the situation will improve and we will meet in Indonesia soon. I can't wait to see you there".

I replayed Leaving on the Jet Plan lyrics and prepared to sing.

Now I see he's seriously asking me to stop singing it. This song seems to bother him so much right now. Bettt...betttt.

"°Estonesia team is here" I said as I rushed to open the door for them.

"Heyyyyyy..we are here!!" Senar shouted a scene.

"Come in. Come in" I said welcoming them.

As usual, they brought food. I told you I'd cook Biryani rice tonight for them.

"Biryani rice for dinner. Before that Luky will make us pancakes as an opener" I said excitedly.

"Haha immediately greeted heavy food before heavy food" Mbak Dina chimed in with a laugh.

"In fact, usually also hajar meatballs, rice truss, trus connect other heavy foods" continued Mas Senar. We laughed again because it was true. Our rubber stomachs eat everything.

"Wait for pancakes we start karauke ya" I said as I glanced at the happy faces in front of me.

"Yuk! I'm the first one" Alif immediately rushed to sit on the sofa and opened his iPad. He was ready for the song as usual.

"Alright, the party starts soon guys" Mas Senar wiggled his stomach and butt.

Luky just laughed at our behavior. He brewed a drink for us all before cooking pancakes. Cocktail opener for all of us. The song continues to change, from sad until the excitement of the cheerful dangdut, rap, pop, old song, new song anyway complete. Among the songs it turns out there is a sad song for Luky, the song, leaving on the jet plan is on the list, I have imagined his expression.

"....Every place I go, I'll think of you

Every song I sing, I'll sing for you

When I came back I'll wear your wedding ring.." I saw Luky stick around while singing these lyrics.

Clearly, he was harboring more sadness. I didn't realize earlier that the temporary farewell we planned made her so sad. I wonder if he keeps anything else. Or he is still with the hunch he has told, that he does not feel good with the conditions that occur today. Luky is seriously thinking about COVID-19, he is afraid we will end up like many other couples in the world. I walked towards him and tried to convince him that everything would be fine.

"I love you and I know we'll be together, forever" I kissed her lips. He returned me gently.

Cocktails and pancake ludes already. Our stomachs were picking up quickly. Now it's time to continue cooking biryani rice. I asked the others to continue karauke. Luky and I prepared a Biryani that was actually quite simple. We have previously sauteed chicken pieces in special Indian seasonings. Next we heat up. At the same time, we heated the oil in another frying pan, then poured the Onion until then the fragrance filled the room.

The next stage was to pour the Biryani seasoning we bought at the Asian Store in the Telliskivi area near my office. Delicious, because all spices are original and have been in a good pack so there is no need to add much. Only onions, salt and some spices including chilies if you feel it is still lacking. However, without any additions it is actually delicious, as long as you do not forget to use salt.

"Wahhhhh scented the smell of Biryaninya" Melly commented while not stopping jogged. This time they repeated again Siti Badriyah entitled I Syantik.

"Prophey, wait again we continue the next round" I said.

All the spices are cooked, the rice is ready to be poured and then stirred until evenly distributed. Next I pour the chicken we sauteed before with special seasoning and return flat quail. The aroma of Biryani and the blend of chicken meat really seduces the stomach. Now everything is ripe. We put him back on the table.

I don't know exactly how to cook the right biryani rice. I tried 2 ways. Sometimes pour the seasoning into the rice to be cooked, and then the cooked rice blends with the seasoning. The second way to cook it is fried rice. I like both, and so does Estonesia team.

"Yep, round two!" myrag.

They immediately rushed to a karauke stop and coiled around the dining table. Laughter filled our dining room. Even though one of us is under a black cloud of sadness, Luky. We close the farewell by singing the most famous song in the land. Always sung at the closing night of karauke or the last night of events.

"...this fondness, do not pass quickly. This affection I want to remember always. My heart is at peace when you are beside me..."

Everyone hugged each other before saying goodbye to us.

"Remember not to stay there long after the wedding. Back here trus. Okay okay?" Mas Senar.

"Yes, there is a summer plan here" I replied.

Sepi, our home is now just us and a sense of loneliness in the heart. More precisely the fear and anxiety that approached. Because it's only hours away, we'll let each other's hands go at the airport. Duhai night, I feel like I want to go on long. I hugged my man, so tightly.